He was glad to hear that she hadn't had anything to drink, honestly, because it meant that he wasn't the only one here who could be pegged as a stick in the mud. This was part of the reason that he loved her, though -- she was so vibrant, even when she wasn't high on anything other than her own steam. Once Psyke was back up on the bar and she'd gathered an audience, Tristan looked on with attention just as rapt as the people around him who he was sure were pleased to see such a celebrity at this party.
The words that came out of her mouth as she motioned to him, though, took a few moments to sink in. He wasn't the sort to be put off by the news, they had such a good thing going right now that a baby would just make it even more amazing -- and once it had sunk in, he preformed his own stool leap-and-hop onto the bar to pull her into his arms and press kisses over her cheeks and lips.
"We are having a baby! Well, you are having a baby! But I helped."
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